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the one holding me. He’d seen me
naked before when I danced but I imagined this time was more
intense. It wasn’t my own hands on my body, but
Cullen’s.
    The body guard’s fingers shook as he
took hold of the clasp. I smiled as it slipped free and seized the
body guard’s hands. “Slowly,” I cooed as I leaned into him so that
when he drew my bra away his fingers brushed against my
nipples.
    The air in Pussy Cats was kept on
the cool side intentionally for two reasons. One, because the men
tended to overheat and two because men liked hardened nipples. It
gave the illusion that we liked them pawing at us.
    Mine grew hard under Cullen’s touch
and an involuntary shiver rolled through me. “Toss it
aside.”
    He did so as if the material might
burn him. With a taunting smirk at Mr. Dorian, I turned my back on
him and wrapped my arms around Cullen’s neck.
    “ No touching...yet.” I
swayed side to side, brushing my nipples against his chest. He felt
warm against my skin. His jaw clamped down and his hands fisted at
his sides as I rocked my hips in to tease his prominent
erection.
    With each pass I felt his lusts
mingling with a fierce need for approval from his employer. He
wanted to touch me. Needed to.
    I wanted to see just how far Mr.
Dorian was willing to take this game. Since I’d already been paid
for a little heavy petting he might as well get his money’s worth.
I was started to get turned on myself by that point.
    Turning in front of Cullen, I wrapped
his arms around me, placing his hands just below my breasts. He
could feel the weight of them resting on his hands but I held him
still. Not moving higher or sinking lower. I ground against him,
rocking my hips so that his erection slid down my backside. I
squeezed to increase the friction. His breathy moan was a wash of
warmth over my shoulder.
    My client looked as if he might fall
off the edge of his seat. His hands gripped his knees tightly as I
slowly lowered Cullen’s hands, gliding over the smooth plane of my
abdomen. I selected one finger and ran it just along the hem of my
panties, low enough that he could feel the heat from between my
thighs.
    “ Don’t,” he hissed in my
ear.
    He was right. His employer’s body
language had shifted from arousal to threatening.
    “ As you wish.” I tossed his
hands away and turned. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my leg
around his waist. Once I was sure that he could handle me, I
mounted him and waited for him to shift his stance to take on my
weight. I rode him slowly, giving Mr. Dorian a clear view of what
could have been if I had accepted the ten grand.
    Heat began to pool between my legs as
I stared into Cullen’s tortured eyes and I realized that I was
definitely aroused. By him. But more so by this fucked up client
watching me like he’d like to join in. Aroused by the magic that I
wielded over both of them at the same time.
    My nipples tingled and my thighs ached
as I pumped. Cullen was forced to wrap his hands under my ass to
hold me so that we didn’t tumble backward. I heard a sound of
disapproval from behind me but it was faint.
    I could smell Cullen’s desire, smell
the masculine scent that clung to him as a sheen of sweat formed
along his body. His erection felt hard as granite as I ground my
clit into it, taking a little pleasure for myself.
    “ You got me?” I asked.
Cullen met my gaze, tight and barely guarded as he
nodded.
    I tucked one foot into his hip and
then the other, using my hands on his shoulders to hoist myself
higher. On a normal pole I had mastered the art of holding myself
upside down. I was curious to see just how strong Cullen could
be.
    He widened his stance as I did a sexy
body roll, bringing my belly button in contact with his lips. I
felt the tremble in his lips as I repeated the movement three more
times. Each time his lips puckered to kiss me back and I knew I had
him. He was putty in my hands and I was beginning to think that I
was ready for a little bit more